hot chocolate

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all of them were laughing happily, while i just held your hand and stared at you all. you all really were happy that you saw each other. although there was some tension between taehyung and you, i ignored that.

the cafeteria started emptying out as students went to their classes. i looked at mine and yours hand, while you were talking with your friends. in this moment i felt complete.

i brought my head back, my eyes landed on one of the boys that came with you. namjoon, i think it was his name? he was already looking at me, his stare boring holes through my head. i felt uncomfortable. his facial features seemed very familiar to me but i couldn't put my finger on who he actually was.

the last bell rang, indicating that i needed to go to my class. 'hoseok, i think it's time for our class' i said to him. 'i'm not going today, i'm going to spend some time with them' he pointed to the other boys.

they started getting up, one by one. by that time your hand left mine and it felt like a sudden wave of loneliness washed over me. as i was going out of the door of the old cafeteria, someone grabbed my wrist. i turned around to be greeted by the intimidating boy.

'you think i don't know your little games?' he asked me with a stern voice. his voice seeming very familiar to me.

'what games?'

'don't act dumb! your games with yoongi, you're just going to hurt him.'

i stared at him with confusion.

'what the fuck man? why would i do that? i care about him'

'yeah, of course you do. you all do' he said sarcastically. he pushed past me. 'just remember that i'm not going to let you hurt him' and with that he left.

something clicked in my head. the boy who pushed me when i left your place and the boy who stared at me rudely after that night. it was him. what a dickhead.